We had our fingers crossed that we'd see the Aurora Borealis before we left Alaska, but like anything really special, there's no guarantee. We kept watch every night and thankfully, we lucked out our second-to-last night in Palmer.
Whim braved the cold and got these gorgeous pictures, while I periodically left my blanket cocoon on the couch to peek out the front door. We even woke the boys up to "see", though L's memory of it all will be a little misty.
We're back in Bangkok now and couldn't have asked for a better trip. The northern lights were the last checkmark to the perfect trip.